A renowned general?!
Lord of Highgarden's face flushed red as he laughed heartily. "Come, to the health of the king and queen."
Amid the laughter, Pufferfish Lord's gaze casually met the Dwarf's for an instant.
Tyrion pursed his lips in a smile. In that instant, he understood the lord's look.
His little legs moved as he stepped into the center and raised his voice. "My lords, my lords, my lords!"
Drawing everyone's attention again, he took the wine cup handed over by an attendant and raised his voice. "My lords, the rebel—Stannis—used despicable means to defeat Renly's hundred-thousand-strong army, and he even came close to breaching King's Landing."
As he spoke, he raised his cup toward the seat of honor. "At that time, if not for our Lord Hand arriving in time with his army, King's Landing would already have become the Seven Hells on earth!"
He slowly turned toward the crowd. "Our Lord Hand crushed Stannis's eighty-thousand-strong army besieging King's Landing in a single stroke..."
Holding his cup, Tyrion bowed slightly toward Pufferfish Lord. "...I had the honor of witnessing that battle myself. Thank you for saving the five hundred thousand people of King's Landing, myself included!"
As Lord Hand Mace laughed loudly, everyone cheered in unison, "Mace! Mace! Mace!"
Secretly glancing at Lord Hand Mace, whose lips had curled high, Tyrion threw up an arm and shouted, "A renowned general!"
The crowd fell silent for a moment before echoing him in unison. "A renowned general! A renowned general! A renowned general!"
Lord Hand Mace laughed until his throat ached slightly, then took a large gulp of golden wine to soothe it.
Looking at Tyrion, he narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard. He had never paid much attention before, but this little dwarf was rather good—he understood